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September 30, 2009

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Daniel Bard went to his apartment across the street to have a late dinner. David Ortiz said he was going to go out for a bit, but vowed to remain in the area -- just in case. ...

But by the time Rangers lost, 5-2, just before 1 a.m. ET, nearly 90 percent of the Red Sox's players had reconvened back in the Fenway Park clubhouse, where they sprayed each other with champagne and whatever else they could find. ...

"I went home, put my son to sleep and came back," said Pedroia. "We all watched the game. At the [last out], we were all yelling at each other. That was pretty much it."

Our playoff entree was neither dramatic nor aesthetically pleasing. I may not be jumping up and down about it, but I have sworn never to take the postseason for granted, so...so I'm trying to keep that in mind!